There Was A Small Boy Of Quebec Poem by Rudyard Kipling

There Was A Small Boy Of Quebec



THERE was a small boy of Quebec,
Who was buried in snow to his neck;
When they said. "Are you friz?"
He replied, "Yes, I is—
But we don't call this cold in Quebec."

Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: child
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cool Gamer 16 June 2022

Very nice poem it made me feel a deep connection in my heart that just unlocked

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Minecrafter 101 14 December 2017

No Poem. Me no like. I has good grammar

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YOU ALL SHOULD 14 December 2017

RESPECT CANADA, NERDS

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M Asim Nehal 31 October 2015

Ha ha ha...Icey limerick.

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